Chapter 265

Biteen Empire, Imperial Capital Star.

Inside a floating palace, Emperor Bijiale, this monarch who has ruled the empire for nearly a hundred thousand years, is currently viewing the information brought back by Bilong.

Below his throne, there are also many high-ranking imperial officials, who are likewise examining these data.

Is this the core driving force of the Yanhuang Civilization?

One of the officials snorted dismissively.

Some primitive struggle philosophies, some incendiary slogans. Such things, our empire's historical database contains at least thirty million similar cases.

Another sociological official chimed in agreement.

Correct, Your Majesty. This is merely an ideological tool created by a low-level civilization at a specific time to foster cohesion.

They revere it as a standard, simply because their civilization level is too low and their horizons too narrow.

Bilong exchanged a piece of high-tier Third-level Civilization technology for this information; I think the empire lost out on this deal.

Bilong stood in the council chamber; his face showed no expression, but the light emanating from him slightly contracted, revealing his inner displeasure.

He simply did not defend himself, but waited quietly for the emperor to speak.

Emperor Bijiale's body emitted a soft light, instantly silencing the noisy council chamber.

He ignored those officials, instead turning his gaze to the image of the great person on the screen.

What you see are words and slogans.

Emperor Bijiale's voice resonated directly in everyone's consciousness, calm yet carrying undeniable authority: 'And I see a power.'

A power that enables a civilization to traverse in a hundred years what other civilizations take tens of thousands of years to achieve.

A power that enables the Star Sea Divine Church Civilization to willingly merge into another civilization for an illusory ideal.

He paused, his consciousness sweeping over each official.

How long has it been since our empire last witnessed such an illogical phenomenon?

The council chamber fell into utter silence.

The empire's perfection and strength are founded upon absolute rationality and logic.

Every citizen of the Biteen Empire, from birth onward, has their life's developmental trajectory planned by the optimal algorithm.

They make no mistakes, act without impulsiveness, and never experience the inefficient emotion of 'ideal'.

The empire has gone hundreds of thousands of years without any 'accident'.

Your Majesty, I admit this ideology possesses extremely strong infectivity.

At this moment, the Defense Official rose and bowed in response,

But precisely because of that, it is all the more dangerous! It is like a virus; once it spreads in our perfect society, it will inevitably cause chaos and turmoil, destroying the order we pride ourselves on!

What we should do is immediately designate the Yanhuang Civilization as the highest threat target, and before its ideological virus spreads, impose physical isolation upon it,

even... complete eradication!

These remarks resonated with many conservative officials.

They fear any variable that could shatter the empire's perfect order.

Eradication?

Emperor Bijiale's tone carried a hint of amusement: 'And then? Are we to wait for the next, or the next after that, civilization to master this ideological virus?'

We cannot forever live in the sterile chamber we built ourselves.

Emperor Bijiale's gaze once again fell upon Bilong.

Bilong, continue executing the talent exchange program you proposed.

Your Majesty!

The Defense Official urgently spoke out: 'This is inviting the wolf into the house! Allowing those virus carriers into our Imperial Academy of Sciences? This is a desecration of our knowledge!'

Emperor Bijiale raised his hand, stopping his words.

I am not seeking to learn their thoughts, nor to be assimilated by them.

I want to dissect it, analyze it, and ultimately... control it.

I need to know the operating mechanism of this power. I want to turn it into a tool that I can use.

A tool that can be precisely deployed upon the vassal civilizations of the Ke Luo Empire; this is the cheapest and most lethal weapon.

As for those Yanhuang people who come to study...

Emperor Bijiale's face showed a subtle expression belonging to a controller: 'Let them see what true paradise is. Let them, in the perfect world we have created, forget where they come from.'

When they even refuse to return to their homeworld, the ideas they carry become rootless wood, collapsing without attack.

This, then, is the warfare method of a fourth-level civilization.

These words of Emperor Bijiale left all the officials silent.

Only then did they grasp the profundity of the emperor's meaning.

This is not inviting the wolf into the house; it is luring the lord into the trap.

This is not cultural exchange either; it is psychological warfare and peaceful evolution at the civilizational level.

Bilong bowed, accepted the order, and finally a smile appeared on his face composed of light particles.

The emperor remains the ever-calculating sovereign.

I understand, Your Majesty.

Bilong responded, 'I will arrange everything so that they feel the empire's utmost generosity.'

A sunlit plot wrapped in honey, targeting the Yanhuang Civilization, quietly unfolds in the highest hall of the Biteen Empire.

Yanhuang Star System, Command Center.

Qin Hao was staring at the system panel in front of him, his brow slightly furrowed.

【All Things Replication System】

Current Level: Tier 3

Upgrade Conditions:

1. Civilization Territory: Controlled area exceeds one thousand light‑years. (Achieved)

2. Civilization Average Lifespan: Reaches twenty thousand years. (Not achieved)

3. Technological aspect achieved.

4. Current Civilization Individual Average Lifespan: years.

Still short by more than a thousand years.

Since the Star Sea Cult, now the Interstellar Liberation Vanguard, merged into the Yanhuang Civilization,

thanks to the Light‑seed gene sequence and Holy Light Spring they provided, the Yanhuang Civilization's overall lifespan has leapt forward.

However, the original Star Sea Cult members' lifespan ceiling is stuck at about eighteen thousand years.

This is a genetic bottleneck; relying solely on Yanhuang Civilization's own technology, it is hard to break through quickly.

And the system upgrade is crucial both for Qin Hao and for the entire civilization.

A Tier‑3 system can only replicate items from science‑fiction works.

Once upgraded to Tier 4, it may unlock even more unimaginable abilities.

For example, replicating intelligent life?

While Qin Hao was pondering how to solve this problem, Lao Luo, Zhang Xianzhong and others entered, each with an unusually grave expression.

"Qin Hao, what do you think of the Bittern Empire's talent‑exchange program?"

Lao Luo got straight to the point, projecting a document onto the conference table.

It is the seemingly benevolent learning plan proposed by Bi Long.

"Sugar‑coated shells, aiming to plunder our talent and infiltrate our culture."

Qin Hao's reply was simple and direct.

"I think the same."

Minister of National Defense Zhou Shaoqing gave the table a heavy thump,

"These advanced civilizations have nothing good! They speak of admiration and exchange, but inside they only think about turning us into their dogs!"

"We must never agree! If our top scientists and thinkers go and witness the power of a Tier‑4 civilization, morale will crumble! Who would still want to return and build our 'poor family'?"

Zhou Shaoqing's concerns echoed the sentiments of most present.

This is a civilization‑level dimensional‑reduction strike, killing without shedding blood.

"I oppose."

A steady voice sounded, it was Zhang Yunfeng.

He has always been known for caution, yet at this moment offered a different opinion.